In the Perfect Noodle shop, the chefs behind their cooking counters, as well as the customers that would regularly come, had all stopped what they were doing for a moment.
They looked at the scene playing out with Skyler, and had large smiles on their faces.
Kelp and the other warriors noticed the strange looks the others were giving as well.
'Seriously, what is up with this restaurant?' Kelp thought.
Little did they know that what Skyler had just done was something he had recently been doing on the regular, and everyone was waiting to see what would happen next.
"Are we taking bets on this one?" one of the chefs asked.
"I'll say five minutes, these guys look a bit stronger than the last lot," another added.
"Well, you know it takes longer because of Zon's and Rane's rules, right? That nothing in the shop can get destroyed."
The reason they were looking with anticipation and smiles was because of what Skyler had done since he had joined.
No one quite knew the exact reason why, but since Skyler had come to work for them, he had butted heads with a large number of guests.
It happened from time to time, between waiters and the chefs themselves. Even Rane got a bit too emotional in the past when someone would criticize his cooking.
In this case though, maybe it was the build-up of the situation. The fact that Skyler was working as a chef instead of practicing his martial arts.
Or maybe it was the type of people as well. The word that Skyler from the Wu Club Clan was working as a chef had gotten around to those who knew Skyler.
Those who had lost fights to him in the past had come to see if this was true for themselves, visiting the restaurant, and proceeded to mock him.
Skyler didn't hold back and proved he was still a skillful warrior, dealing with all those that annoyed and mocked him.
However, Zon and Rane had rules if he was to fight so much in the restaurant—not to destroy the restaurant, and not to allow any other customers to be harmed.
Right now, in their eyes, this was just another one of those moments.
"What are you doing? You guys have been bothering the customers all night, asking them strange questions!" Skyler said. "I let it go since you were buying a lot of stuff, but then you bring this strange object out, there's a whole line of customers waiting to get in! Just eat your food and leave!"
Skyler was in a bad mood. He was frustrated because Zon had told him to correct his form multiple times when stretching out the dough.
He thought he had been doing it perfectly, but Skyler was told again and again to use his Qi for cooking of all things.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing!" Ponz said. "We're paying customers! You can't just ask us to leave, and no one else seems to be bothered by this except you."
"Besides, don't you know who I am? I'm a Pagna warrior. You shouldn't lay your hands so lightly on a Pagna warrior."
The words were irritating Skyler quite a bit, and the chefs behind started to laugh out loud because they had heard similar words before, and it was when Skyler and his group had first come to the restaurant as well.
"Pagna warriors mean nothing here, you mean nothing, so get out!" Skyler said, tensing his hand around Ponz's wrist.
The humiliation had reached its peak for Ponz. A dirty chef had used his hands on him, a carefully trained warrior, and there wasn't an ounce of respect.
With his other hand, he went to strike at the chef.
In that instant, Skyler let go of Ponz's hand, then swirled, knocking the strike away in the air.
Ponz was slightly surprised by this—he was a middle-stage warrior and had used Qi in his strike, yet it had been blocked. But with his frustration reaching a new high, he continued to throw fists.
Again and again, Skyler blocked the punches from hitting his body, effortlessly knocking the hands away.
The way he was moving, it was almost the same movements he made when pulling the dough.
The onlookers, seeing this, almost felt like it was a performance, and some even started to clap and cheer.
Right then, Skyler knocked the hands away, then swirled around the back, hitting Ponz on the back of the head with a large amount of force.
It knocked him out, sending his body to the floor, but Skyler caught the man by the back of his shirt before slowly letting him lie on the floor.
Immediately, Kelp and the rest of the group got up to surround the chef.
"I guess I should have taken that other man's words seriously. You are a Pagna warrior and a pretty strong one. Maybe you're just the person we were looking for," Kelp said.
"Right, scum like you would of course gang up on a single person like me," Skyler said as he rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, ready for a fight.
One of the warriors charged forward and gave a large kick to the center. Skyler lifted both of his forearms, blocking the attack.
Right after, another strike came toward his head, but he was smoothly able to avoid the hit.
Three warriors of great skill were attacking him at once, but Skyler was able to avoid them each time.
'I might be imagining things, but have I gotten better?… but how?… all I've been doing for almost two weeks now is making noodles!' Skyler thought.
With that thought in his head, there was one fist, incredibly fast compared to the others, aimed right at his face, thrown by Kelp.
The fist solidly hit his head, lifting Skyler off his feet and sending him back, crashing into one of the tables, breaking it apart.
The customers nearby rushed to their feet and moved away, slightly startled by what had just happened.
"You should have known when to quit," Kelp said.
Skyler, rubbing his forehead that was slightly sore, could feel the presence of someone else standing by his side.
"It's… the same for you," Skyler mumbled.
Now Kelp and his group could see another man in chef's clothes standing right next to Skyler.
"You've broken the rule," Zon said. "You destroyed the restaurant's property."